Teksty: T. Graham Brown. The Next Right Thing.

Caught myself worrying again today
Seems like it's always something, something I can't change
I'm either looking back, haunted by regret
Or finding trouble with tomorrow that hasn't even happened yet

Everyday the choices just keep on comin' up
And I know it all comes down to fear, oh Lord
And I surrender myself to what the future will bring
Well, I'm just trying to do the next right thing
I'm just trying to do the next right thing

Every time I try to be a man I wanna be
There's a world of sweet temptation calling out to me
And there's that voice inside that whispers sweet and low
Always waiting to remind me of all the truth I already know

Everyday the choices just keep on comin' up
And I know it all comes down to fear, oh Lord
I surrender myself to what the future will bring
Well, I'm just trying to do the next right thing
I'm just trying to do the next right thing

I surrender myself to what the future will bring
I'm just trying to do the next right thing
I'm just trying to do the next right thing
Yes, I'm trying to do the next right thing
Oh, I'm trying, trying, trying, trying to do